I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

"OK, good, then you sit down and speak slowly."

His mind turned like electricity, and all the analysis and memory in Lin Meng's mind was only a moment in the outside world. At this time, the great elder Ling Cheng spoke cheerfully again and let Lin Meng sit down and explain.This is an incredible thing for the elders with strict rules on weekdays. At this time, only a few elders in the elders are qualified to have deeds on the stage. The rest of the second generation of disciples, including the senior brother Lin Jun, will stand on their side. By the side, it can be seen that this great elder really likes Anyang.

"The elder elder loves the younger generation. Several seniors are not qualified to sit down. How can the younger generation dare to sit on an equal footing with the elders."

Lin Meng said in a sincere and fearful look to Ling Cheng and said that he knew that this great elder was the most to eat this one, and it would be wrong to sit down rashly.

"Well, no loss is the God Profound Seed in my sect, and the qualifications and etiquette are not bad, then just say that."

There was a smile on the face of the elder, and a child who knew the rules and had such a talent was really lovable.After speaking, the elder returned to his central position, and turned his head to the side of Bai Chong who hated iron and steel and reprimanded:

"Look at your younger brothers who have such rules. You don't have a good day to learn. Among so many second-generation disciples here, you have no rules!"

When Bai Chong heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't know why he had such an unprovoked disaster. He quickly bowed to the elder and said with a smile:

"Yes, what the great elder taught is that the younger generation must learn some etiquette from the younger brother."

"Huh, it doesn't look like saluting!"

The elder snorted coldly, ignored Bai Chong, turned his head and continued to smile and said to Lin Meng:

"Okay Anyang, you can start talking, we are all listening."

"It's the Great Elder."

Lin Meng gave a report and started to explain his strange training.

"As we all know, marching and training emphasizes the same character, and a team must cooperate with each other in a tacit understanding, not like spreading sand. Therefore, the training of juniors is mainly about a tacit understanding, and the use of a unified basic swordsmanship for combat. We can concentrate our strengths and cooperate with each other. Although we don't have the formation method in the army, we can use the same swordsmanship to make up for it..."

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"The last thing the juniors want to say is that training should not be rushed, and the team also pays attention to a spirit. If the body is exhausted and the spirit is empty, it will inevitably be dissatisfied with the appearance of the spirit. This is a big taboo!"

"Good! Good! I can have such insights at a young age, but it is the first genius of my clan!"

Great Elder Ling Cheng and several other elders talked with each other with joy after listening to Lin Meng's explanation, and they did not hesitate to praise Lin Meng in the slightest.

But Bai Chong smiled awkwardly when he heard the last sentence. A fool could hear it. This sentence was a negative teaching material for himself, but this kind of thing is right. I have said it countless times, but when I was training, I couldn't help my enthusiasm.

"Well, Anyang has said so much, I think everyone understands it. Then let's use this method to train their teams from now on!"

After the elders talked and discussed with each other, the great elder gave an order, and everyone on the stage took their orders to leave and pack up their teams to start new training.

Right here, Xia Yangchi, who had been standing quietly behind the Great Elder, took a step forward, pressing the long sword on his waist with his right hand, and said loudly to Lin Meng with a high fighting spirit:

"I heard that Junior Brother Anyang defeated Senior Brother Bai Chong yesterday, and I was irritated and wanted to ask Junior Brother for advice!"

"This……"

Lin Meng looked at the haughty Xia Yangchi for a while, twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled helplessly. After a second thought, Xia Yangchi had been fighting with Bai Chongming and wanted to beat each other. The previous competition was nothing but a win.

"Yangchi! What are you doing? Anyang's had just been seriously injured before, and he worked a lot of energy yesterday. How can you make such an unreasonable request."

The Great Elder was sitting on the chair, looking at Xia Yangchi who stepped forward, frowning slightly, his expression and tone were slightly unhappy.Although his own disciple knew what he was thinking very well, it was slightly inappropriate to make such a request at this time.

"Master forgive the sin, the disciple feels itchy and wants to compete with the master, if the master feels unfair, the disciple can hurt himself."

Xia Yangchi made a condemnation to the Great Elder Ling Cheng, but his tone was still firm. If the Great Elder really wanted him to hurt himself, he would definitely not show mercy.

"you……"

The elder was also speechless for a while, knowing that his disciple had a stubborn temper. He didn't know what to say, or he couldn't bear to let him hurt himself.

"I don’t need the great elder, my injury is almost healed, and my cultivation level has even broken through. Since Brother Yangchi insists on doing this, it’s better for the great elder to perfect him. The juniors also have this intention and want to teach the younger brother Zhengyang Swordsman’s reputation. ."

At this time, Lin Meng said to the great elder, the great elder laughed hehe when he heard it, his heart was that the child was sensible and gave himself a step down, not only did he fulfill his disciple’s wish, but did not hurt the friendship between the teacher and the disciple. I just wronged this kid.So he immediately said:

"Well, since Anyang has allowed him, he will let you compete with Anyang as a teacher, but Anyang is not in good health, so you must be careful. If you let his old illness recur, you will be punished for three months as a teacher! "

"Thank you Master for perfection!"

Xia Yangchi saluted the Great Elder Ling Cheng again, and then straightened up and stretched out his hand to lead the lower competition arena in the direction of Lin Meng and said:

"Brother, please!"

"Brother, please!"

Lin Meng returned with a smile, and the two of them walked to the martial arts stage to stand opposite each other.

At this time, Bai Chong, who had already reorganized the team in the other corner of the martial arts field, turned his head to see this scene, and suddenly laughed out loud.This Xia Yangchi is also his own old enemy, and he calculated in his heart that he can guess a few points, but he wants to beat the younger brother to indirectly prove that he is better than himself.

Thinking of the swordsmanship performance of Junior Brother yesterday, Bai Chong's body couldn't help but shook slightly, muttering in his mouth:

"You have made a wrong calculation. You didn't see it with your own eyes yesterday. The younger brother is amazing. That's foreign swordsmanship. Even if you can take it, you won't be better than me."

After Bai Chong mumbled this sentence to himself, he began to organize the team. Like Lin Meng just started, a group of twenty people pulled the big iron ball and ran the circle to start training, the corner of his eye looked at Xia Yangchi from time to time. In the martial arts competition with Lin Meng, his eyes gradually became excited, and he couldn't wait to see how his old opponent was defeated by the sword of Junior Brother.

"I heard that the younger brother can already use the sword technique yesterday. Senior Brother Shang Sheng Bai Chong is not as weak as the master said. You don't need to keep your hands. Just let them go. "

At this time, the long sword on the waist of Xia Yangchi had already emerged. It was a one-handed epee, which could also be chopped with both hands.

"Okay, that's what the brother wants, but please don't blame it, brother!"

Lin Meng smiled and spoke, and also drew the long sword from his waist, pointing diagonally to the ground.